Part 74 :***

this is the pre-finale :**

love you all :****
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DALAL:

He walked towards me slowly…trying not to overwhelm me…
Everyone was starring at us…I don’t think my heart’s beating.

He was now just a step away….

“shgiltay?” he asked confused but quietly
“*breathing hastily*nothing”
“6l3aw bara” he ordered the rest to leave…

I turned to leave but he held my wrist stopping me.

“wain ray7a?...Dalal 3eeday ilgiltee” he asked softly.

This is scaring me. I’m not used to this…this is 7amad.

I looked up at his eyes with my teary hazelnut eyes…

A tear fell and one word escaped my mouth…a word I kept prisoner for so long.
“a7ibik” I then cried softly…he can tell that I was trying my best to stop crying.

“what took you so long? *pulling me closer*it’s about time”
“What are you saying? You hate me…you..eh…I don’t understand”

He leaned closer to my ears and whispered…

“I love you…I always have” tears fell. What does this mean?
“And Selma?!”
“ma bany aw bainha shay…”
“7amad…I…no no”
“shily no Dalal?”
“I’m not ready to take a risk…I’m not*crying*” he held me closer pulling me into his arms…I felt his warm embrace that I was deprived of…I missed it…I missed it a lot. I love him…I love him so much but what if…

My heart and mind have been through a lot lately I don’t think I can take it much longer…
“Dalal some risks are worth taking…and if you haven’t noticed I’m not a risk *lifting my head up with his hand*”

He leaned in and kissed me!! Yes he kissed me!!! This must be a dream…this isn’t real. I kissed him back…whenever he’s near me all my rational thinking goes away…whenever he’s near I’m under his mercy…his presence takes a hold on me like I had no control on anything.

I hate not being in control of my actions when I’m around him…but I always know I’m in good hands.

Our kiss turned into a make out session…can’t I kiss him for once and just enjoy an innocent sweet kiss from him?

My hands swung around his neck and he pulled me off the ground…kissing me softly and crushing me against his hard chest. It’s a feeling so powerful you can’t help but feel the magnified shivers running through my body.

After our endless make out sessions…

He held my hand and we walked along the beach…just the two of us. I hate that I’m blushing so much!

He looked at me with this cocky smile happy he was able to make me blush…I’ll show him!

“I’m not blushing! It’s really hot that’s all…”
“3alayna?”

I playfully hit his shoulder…I turned into a brighter shade of red.
We sat on the warm sand close to each other…his arm around me. Oh god I hope this isn’t a dream…please don’t be a dream.

“Dalal what took you so long?” he asked with sad big brown eyes…it kills me every time.
“It’s…complicated and stupid and it’s a really long story”
“I have time”

I told him…I told him how Dayoom and I thought we were falling for him…he was shocked at first because Dayoom and 5aled are together…I explained everything…told him my situation…I couldn’t look him in the eye when I was telling him…

“you killed me you know that” he made my guilt grow
“well…you did too” he turned me to face him.
“a7ibich…lo sh9eer many hadich mara thanya” I smiled…my 7amad is back…

No…I’m finally in his arms….I’m finally in the arms of the man I loved for so long. I feel safe…it just feels so right. I rested my head on his shoulders and he pulled me closer to him. I inhaled his deathly scent…I knew what I was doing was fatal…dangerous yet safe.

Taking risks can be something worthwhile yet he’s not a risk but he is…I don’t know how to say this but…I feel so safe yet powerless when I’m around him. The only thing at stake here is…us.

“a7ibich” he whispered.
“you better” nothing can go wrong now…

Everything turned out the way it ought to be…perfect.
Crap…what about Selma?

“7amad sh9ar 3ala selma?”
“*laughing softly*magdart at7amlha…I don’t know what pushed me towards her in the first place… *silence*”
“You wanted to hurt me”
He turned to look at me with his guilty eyes…
“I was mad at you…I hated not having you in my arms…I hated thinking you might be with another…I loved you and not having it back drove me crazy…I would do anything for you…you know that”
“same here” he kissed my forehead.




2 months later:

7amad and I are inseparable….we had a few parental warnings…we did get carried away at times not in that way but holding hands and snuggling…I’ve never been this happy…I’ve never lived this way. Every time I see him I find him hotter…it boils my skin! There’s a smile plastered in my face.

He’s going to be the death of me I just know it.

He has been nothing but a distraction…he’s all I think about…it’s driving me crazy and I can tell that it’s doing the same to him.


What’s bothering me is that I overheard my mom and 5alty Haya talking about me and 7amad…which is weird…it sounded like they were getting us ready for marriage which I am in no way or shape ready for.

I talked to 7amad about it and he admitted that he talked to his mom about us…which resulted in me blushing horribly…it’s so embarrassing!...

The girls and I are helping Fajoor and 5alty Haya for her milcha which is in a week.

One week later….

We all got dressed and ready for Fajoor’s milcha…
Fajoor was a mess…her state of mind was all over the place…I held back my laugh because I knew she was going to burst. She was really nervous and her hands won’t stop shaking…I wonder if I’ll be this nervous when 7amad and I…I shivered a bit…guess I’ll be as nervous as her.

Dayoom was extremely nervous as well…not in front of Fajoor of course but it looked like Dayoom was the one to get married not Fajoor…hehehe..

My girls look so funny when they’re nervous…but….they looked really really pretty…Fajoor was a showstopper hands down.

It showed that it was her day…

I was over at their house helping Fajoor…I knew the house was empty and 5alty haya galat na5th ra7tna.

So Dayoom and I walked around the house casually in our dresses…I like it…madree it was adventurous…


“i7mmm” Dayoom and I froze in place not daring to look back… I know that voice it’s my 7amad…I just know it…

“la la intay nawya 3ala shay” oh! 5aled!! I thought it was 7amad.


We looked back and there they were smoking HOT! Looking back at our bodies…5aled’s eyes were glued on Dayoom’s body…

I looked at 7amad and there he was checking me out…Dayoom ran up the stairs…she was always fast to respond…

I turned to run behind her…to cover up…but no….prince charming jumped on me…

Yes he did!!! He hugged me from behind hiding me and my exposed body from 5aled.

“5alood ithlef”
“shmi3na int ma3a il7abeeb oo ana wagef ibroo7y” I guess 5aled wanted Dayoom as well
“7amad!”
“ma7ad galik ithidha *referring to Dayoom* …yala imsh” he kept me hidden in his large frame. I think 5aled left but I heard him sigh…Dayoom’s so lucky she’s not in the situation I am…my face was burning up. You see my dress exposes my entire back.
“7amad!! Hidney!...omg!”
“ana bafham…intay shnawya?
“latshoof!”
“bit9eern 7alaly mala da3y hal kalam”
“7AMAAD! Wala wala 7amad…wela”
“I like it when you’re mad..”
“7AMAD! Hidny! This isn’t happening”
He held me tighter.
“laykoon chithy bitroo7een”
“omg….7amad hidny!”
“maney hadich…Dalal bitroo7een chithy?”
“no this is just my casual clothes….yes I’m going like this now let go!”
“maney hadich shbitsaween?” he asked slyly
“7amad please…hidney…oo latshoof! Wela I swear 7amad…*tightening his grip* ayy! 7amad 3awrtny”
“3ayara…btw mintay ray7a chithy”
“why?”
“a5af a7ad yin3jib feech”
“Omg! 7amad hidney…you realize mu 7ilwa itha a7ad dash 3alaina chithy…plus…you have to let go!!!…”

He laughed and he finally released his grip on me…only to check me out from head to bottom.

He placed his hands on his chest and pretended he was in pain.

“Don’t look!!” I quickly turned and I ran up the stairs to the girls… I could hear him laughing.
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One month later was the wedding…

We were all ready dressed to perfection…I was with Fajoor fixing her dress for the last time while her mom and aunts read prayers over her.

She tried to pretend that she was fine but she was worried and scared.

It was time for her to enter the huge ballroom.

I danced my ass off with Dayoom. We were having the time of life…celebrating Fajoor’s big day.

The DJ announced for us to cover up because the men were entering.

The doors opened and there walked in freshly shaved and trimmed guys…who looked pretty hot…one guy stood out the most and no it’s not the groom…it was my 7amad.

He looked at me with his soft smile…imsawy roo7a thgeel…well he is bas..he’s so cute…
I can’t believe Fajoor’s married…I just can’t.

Rakan looks really happy…I can tell this day means a lot to him.
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Days later…

Fajoor was off on her honeymoon with Rakan…I was in his arms and Dayoom was in 5aled’s….guess it’s just us now until she returns.
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In one year I’ve experienced something most people don’t…

I almost fell in-love and I almost believed I could get over 7amad …

But I got played…well I might add….

Lost the people I loved and trusted the most….

Suffered unbearable pain…

Experienced emptiness…a feeling no one should ever go through…

Gained my loved ones all back ….

Fought for my guy….

And in the end….I got him.

Witnessed my close friend get married to the man of her dreams.

I hate to admit but I was in-love with 7amad from the beginning…

I wanted to save our close friendship when the truth of the matter is…our friendship was a lie….a cover to what we kept hidden.

What we wanted…each other.

Saying that I’m 7amad’s is surreal…sneaking out to see him gives me butterflies…kissing him takes my breath away…

One day…just this day...

He pulled me of the ground and swirled me around.
“7amad wela 5ara3tny! You can’t do this!”
“kayfeee!” I laughed he’s insane
“let’s go… you’re coming with me…” he held my hand and took control.
I got into his car and we drove around…no particular direction just a drive.
“shlonich?”
“I just told you on the phone 10 mints ago”
“3ady 3asher degayeg wayed” I laughed
“well…you’ll be happy to know that I’m in-love with this guy” he turned to look at me surprised…mastaw3ab ina the guy is him…hehehe I’m going to keep this up…
“he’s really handsome and tall…and *sigh I bit my bottom lip* he’s a terrible driver”
“laykoon ana”
“no no…don’t worry he drives better than you”
“Dalal!”
“ok ok it’s you…*laughing*”

He took me to this beautiful restaurant where we met up with EVERYONE…yes yes everyone…my mom,5alty haya, Rakan’s mom, the newlyweds,5aled, Dayoom, Rakan’s brothers and sisters, some people I’ve never seen…so basically everyone.

It was one of the best days I’ve spent.

7amad was next to me and he kept whispering in my ear making me laugh…

I LOVE HIM!!!

There he is right next to me holding my hand under the table….the one I was lucky enough to end up with…lucky enough to have met him.

He’s everything I ever wanted…EVERYTHING.

He’s my dream come true…a tear filled my eyes…this is so not like me…I’m very emotional I don’t know why…

Every time I look back at him I feel like it’s the last time.

Every time he smiles I memorize it…I have this heavy feeling something’s not right…like something bad is going to happen.
“Daloolty shfeech?” he whispered
“I don’t know…I..I just have this bad feeling”
“t3aw’6ay min iblees 7ayatee mafeena ila il3afya”
“you’re right”

I ignored my feelings and placed them in the back of my mind.

The night ended and we all left towards our cars…I was going to ride back with my mom but 7amad wouldn’t let me…so I went with him.

We were at a red light waiting for it to open…he was telling me about this guy he knows who got married recently to an 18 year old…I’m not sure what he’s hinting…but if it’s marriage no way…I don’t know…maybe I’ll say yes….who knows.

The red light turned green and this sore feeling in my stomach came back…as 7amad passed the green light all I heard was a loud honk.

BBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP

Both our heads spun to 7amad’s side and a blazing light was coming our way… his head turned to face me…his eyes worried.













I opened my eyes to find myself attached to my chair by the seatbelt…it was the only thing holding me up….everything was out of focus and it was all a mute.

Right in front of me was 7amad lying on the ground…his head next to his steering wheel facing me…he was having a hard time breathing…and I couldn’t move a muscle….I was dangling and all I could do was stare at 7amad.

Is he ok? I was numb…I couldn’t feel anything yet I couldn’t move…

His eyes turned to look at me…everything was fuzzy…it wasn’t clear.

His eyes focused on mine…his face was bloody…this isn’t happening

This can’t happen…no…no this can’t..

“7a..ehhh” I couldn’t …

He was in pain I can tell…slowly voices were hearable and I could hear his pain…his soft moans.

His eyes were never off me…mine focused back on him…

His shirt was red….why is his shirt red?...it was white….no…no…


He kept trying to breath and I felt tired…I couldn’t keep my eyes open but I had to…I’m not going to let him go…I’m not.

He lifted his hand slightly reaching for my face…he slightly touched my chin…I kept my eyes on his hand…but it fell…

It dropped to the floor…I looked up and he was still looking back at me…his eyes focusing on me…his features frozen…what’s happening?

Why…why isn’t he moving?...I can’t hear his moans…why isn’t he breathing?

“7ama…”

His eyes were lifeless…his chest wasn’t rising anymore…no..no...

Everything went black after that….